Thursday, May 03, 2007

I encountered this critter near the southern end of Battery Park City, so I can't help but wonder if it's a descendent of the one I met back in the 1970s and wrote about here (somehow, my typo on "immigrant" made it through the Times's vaunted copy editing).

Anyway, this one seemed more self-sufficient. Have supply-side economic policies had a salutary effect on the squirrel community?

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I was born on March 19, 1946 in a city renowned in Vaudeville humor, Altoona Pennsylvania. My dad was in the military, so we moved many times in my childhood. We lived in rural England from the time I was five until eight, and I began my formal education in a county council school, where my being American is likely all that saved me from having my bottom caned.
I graduated from the University of South Florida (1967) and Harvard Law School (1970). Since then, apart from two years' active Army duty, I have lived in New York City.
In 1991 I married Martha Foley, an archivist. Our daughter, Elizabeth Cordelia Scales, was born in 1993 and now lives in Philadelphia.